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Chapter 135 [Shenlong Long Ladder]

"You kid are sharp-tongued and can speak well! I can't tell you." The Guardian of Turtle and Crane gritted his teeth and said, "But I still want to tell you that I have lived for most of my life and will not kill you, a junior, in any case.

But what about other people? You are not sure. You are wanted by four major forces and have a thousand-year-old spiritual medicine on you. No matter where you go to the East Wilderness, you are all targeted by the public!"

"No one has attacked you yet, so you are lucky. When one day comes, it will be useless for you to regret it. If you sell this thousand-year-old elixir to me, at least I can guarantee that no one in this Feixian Ridge can hurt you."

Ye Lingtian was unmoved and said, "Why don't you believe me? I really don't have a thousand-year-old spiritual medicine on me. They are all rumors from the four major forces. I want to push me to the forefront. Didn't I give all the thousand-year-old spiritual medicine leaves I got from the small world of the secret realm of the Luoshui Holy Land? Where is the rest?"

"Smelly boy." The Guardian of Turtle and He was speechless, turned his head to look at the powerful man who killed the Tao of the three major forces, and said, "Everyone, since the guardian of this Guardian has arrived, there is no need to rush and delay. Let's enter this ancient spring together and see what kind of luck and opportunity are buried under it!"

"The turtle and crane protector's words are reasonable." The two of them, one of them, had six people, nodded together, and there were no objections.

"Then let's go." The turtle and crane protector turned his mind, and the flying fairy chariot under his feet became turbulent. The wheels rotated, driving into the depths of the ancient spring vortex with an unstoppable and magnificent fluctuation.

The powerful people of the three major forces ruled the disciples behind them and followed behind them in a mighty manner.

Then, more than a thousand registered disciples of the Feixian Sect, including Ye Lingtian, Murong Tianlin, and the little princess, rushed into the ancient spring vortex in groups.

...

Under the dim ancient spring, the water flows into a biting cold.

There are still a trace of unpredictable aura of the great way that remains undispersed, like thousands of steel needles, piercing people's flesh and blood and affecting the soul.

Fortunately, the flying fairy chariot controlled by the turtle and crane guardian was driving the road ahead, offsetting most of the aura of the Taoist qi remaining in the ancient spring water. Otherwise, the monks below the Dao would be killed immediately when they came here.

Murong Tianlin said, "The quality of that chariot is even more powerful than ordinary secret treasures! With the turtle and crane protector of the Feixian Sect, he can definitely sweep and crush a group of super strong people."

Ye Lingtian pressed: "This type of utensil is the most difficult to refine. The materials consumed and the mind consumed during forging are ten or a hundred times larger than the magic weapon for refining ordinary combat weapons! Only with a powerful heritage can such utensils be available."

Sudden.

A pale blue water curtain appears in front of it.

The Feixian Chariot stopped, and the turtle and crane guardian narrowed his eyes and said, "This is a big formation, it should be full of things and many luck."

Some extraordinary people like to open the cave in the formation most. The formation may be a tree, a stone, or a water sieve. After entering, it will be boundless and vast.

"In or not?" The three major forces of the Dao-slaying figures looked at each other and asked the Guardian to make an idea. After all, the person with the strongest cultivation present was Guardian to be the Guardian to be the Guardian.

"It's all here. If you return in vain, it won't be a joke if you spread it?" The Guardian of Turtle and Crane shouted loudly and said, "Come in!"

Swallowing!

The Feixian Chariot passed through the formation light curtain, rolling up ripples and ripples. More than two thousand monks followed him.

There was a misty flash in front of my eyes, and Ye Lingtian stood in front of a magnificent wild mountain.

A long ladder like a divine dragon is rugged and windingly entrenched outside the wild mountains, leading directly to the top of the mountain, divided into ninety-nine steps, each step is a hundred feet high, and there are also dragon scale patterns carved on it, which are vivid and lifelike.

Standing at the foot of the mountain, looking up, it seemed as if I saw a wild dragon that swallowed the sky and covered the sun, storming the eastern desert, wrapped around an immortal and eternal mountain, and fell into a long sleep. The vigorous and powerful body had an unparalleled impact on the vision, which was shocking. On the top of this wild mountain, there were jade buildings, carved beams and painted buildings, flashing in confusion and magnificent.

"Big work!" The Guardian of Turtle and Crane sighed and said, "The great aura of the Great Way is continued on this long ladder of the dragon. In other words, the strong man who opened up this long ladder of the dragon must be a powerful saint during his lifetime, and maybe he is still an invincible powerful."

"Let me try it." Among the two powerful people in the Red Demon Sect, the old man who had a baby-like face but had a vicious and vicious aura jumped and landed on the first step of the Dragon Ladder.

At the beginning, the wind was light and the clouds were light, and the ancient well was without waves.

But when the old man from the Red Demon Sect climbed the second step of the Dragon Long Ladder, the sky and the earth changed color, the sun and the moon were gone, and the great aura flowing on the Dragon Long Ladder was like thousands of sharp swords, pounced on the prey from all directions.

"not good!"

Even though the old man from the Red Demon Sect had the cultivation of killing Taoism, he screamed, lost one of his arms, and fell down the long ladder of the dragon due to severe damage.

The Taoist cultivator was far from being able to rebirth with his broken arm, and lost one arm, which made the old man from the Red Demon Sect roar wildly: "Bastard! The aura of the great way on this long ladder has been here for at least a thousand years. How could he have such a great killing power? It's simply hateful!"

The turtle and crane guardian also had a heavy face. He drove the two men and women behind him off the Feixian chariot, and then drove the Feixian chariot alone, rumbling towards the Shenlong Ladder.

"Huch"! "Huch"

It can be clearly seen how vast and surging the spiritual essence gushing out from the old body of the turtle and crane guardian, and it is mixed with a trace of Taoist rhyme, which is completely poured into the Feixian chariot.

The flying fairy chariot was immediately made to shine brightly, and countless pattern runes carved outside the flying fairy chariot were intertwined and shining, reflecting a blurred phantom of the flying fairy looking down at the world. Even if a hundred Taoist-slaying monks were blocking the front, they would be instantly crushed by the flying fairy chariot into a powder bubble!

"Half-saint." The person who killed Taoist in Canglong Sect looked admiring and said, "It is worthy of being one of the eight guardians of Feixian Sect. This cultivation level can be compared with the head of my Canglong Sect. In addition, the invincible and unstoppable Feixian War Chariot, even if there is a residual Dao Qi on the long ladder of the Divine Dragon, it must have been crushed through it."

Everyone present opened their eyes wide, held their breath, and waited for it.
Chapter completed!
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